What event in your life should have traumatized you but didn't?

Nothing too huge but I keep having stupid shit happen to me while I'm drunk or at parties, but seem to never be phased and just go right back to drinking...

Very first party I went to got busted, and the cop who rolled in said he was going to give everyone inside MIPs. Some kids sprinted out the back door and the cop dashed after them. My friends and I left through the front door.

Later that night at a second party, some kids, hence forth known as "the ratchets", weren't being let into the party. They tried to fight the owners and then ran off. They came back and threw bricks through the window. We dipped and they continued to do the same thing, antagonizing parties for six months.

Fast forward to the summer, The Ratchets return to a bonfire party I'm at. They start to pick fights so my friends and I dip at the recommendation of another friend of ours. As we are leaving they break a bottle on some guy. Shortly after we got the fuck out of there, one of them shot one of the guys living there in the back after everyone scatter when someone pulled a gun. Luckily, there is a major hospital one or two streets away and he was completely fine.

Another time I was at a friends house, random people started showing up, and it accidentally turned into a party. They were all stoners and didn't give much of a fuck and let it be. Some big hulkish dude was trying to fight everyone later on in the night, and being the drunk idiot i was, I walked up and told him to chill. He went straight to wacking me full force and I fell back and hit a post. I didn't get knocked out but I blacked out and got a pretty bad concussion that fucked up my memory for a few weeks.

Another time a few months later, another group of "The Ratchets" showed up at another party, got pissed off nobody let them in and some kid got pissed off, start kicking random cars, and then pulled up their mailbox and threw it at the house.

On yet another occasion, I was really drunk and people start to show up at our house as an after party. Our kitchen was filthy so I started drunkenly doing dishes. Like an idiot, I scrubbed a knife close to my hand with the sharp side facing my fingers. Cut super deep. and it took us an hour or two to stop the bleeding.

A week later, I got back from the bar with one of my roomates and some friends, and we decided to climb onto our roof to chill and look at the night sky (We have a ladder outside for this). I'm the last one up, and as I reach the top, I somehow manage to cut a solid chunk of flesh off the top of my middle finger on the same hand I cut my other finger the previous week. Lost a solid 1/8-1/5 an inch of flesh. That shit bled for a long time. Nobody wanted to take me to the hospital, so I was stuck letting my drunk friends who know nothing about first aid bandage my finger gushing blood all over the kitchen (Which still wasn't completely clean from all the blood i got over it the previous week. Its was like a hard mode where's waldo). They wrapped it up with that stuff you use to brace a sprained ankle or wrist. It healed onto the wound (Pretty sure I cut down to the muscle). I spent 30 minutes trying to peel it off the next day. Between that and cleaning it out, it was one of the most infuriatingly painful things I've had to experience in a long time, partially because it was so drawn out. It later got infected,too. Its been 6 months and I can still feel the spot under the finger where the scab or something is. Its super uncomfortable.

Oh, and I get lost a lot and my friends have to find me.

TL;DR - I'm a dumb drunk and need to stop drinking.

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